- I had my doctor scare.
- Heath was offered a job in another state.
- He accepted said job and found out on Wednesday that he had to report to work Monday morning (May 18th)in Little Rock.
- We took the kids to Aunt Christi's on Friday and then drove to Little Rock.
- While we were in route we received a call from our realtor, who was going to show us about 20 houses for rent (or houses that have been on the market for a while and the owners are willing to rent) over the weekend, saying that his wife was in labor and we were on our own for the weekend.
- We arrived in Little Rock after 1 a.m. and began composing a list from newspaper/internet ads and started calling Saturday morning to try to set up showings because we needed a realtor to view all the houses we had previously planned to look at.
- We had a difficult time getting a hold of people and were only able to walk inside about 6 houses all weekend. We spent most of our time driving through neighbor hoods that we had heard had good school districts looking for FOR RENT signs.
- This weekend just so happend to coinside with my PMS so one minute I was saying "it's ok God is going to lead us to the PERFECT house for us with/without a realtor", and the next minute I was fighting back tears thinking ARE WE REALLY DOING THIS AGAIN?
- Saturday the kids stayed the night with my mom and my mother met me here in Tulsa on Sunday night.
- Heath is staying in Little Rock throughout the week and will be coming home on the weekends, until we can find housing there and the kids are out of school. He also found out yesterday (his first day on the job)that he will be traveling to the Jonesboro, AR area for at least the next couple of months. Isn't that like bait and switch or something?
- We were told in the beginning that his relocation package would be the same amount if not a little bit more than last time. We found out on Friday that the amount was $3500 less than what we had expected. Then today after some recalculations it is $2000 less than what we expected and that is the final number.
I am so frustrated with all of this. It has been a uphill battle but I know that my husband made the right decision taking this job. I know that God has blessed him with this opportunity and I know that God will see this move through to the end. He is with us and is going before us. I just have to keep reminding myself of this. It is easy to just throw your hands up and say "I QUIT" it is much harder to do what you feel God is calling you to do. Too bad it can't be the other way around! LOL!! :)